Текст Aaron Pritchett – Out On The Town

Here it is another Friday night
I’m in a bar you used to like
I got a little smell good on
The one you said would always turn you on

So I’m out on the town
Looking around
Playing it cool
On a stool just wetting my whistle
With my head on a swivel
Searching the crowd
With nothing to do
Just sitting here hoping I’d run into you
Out on the town

Well, if I saw you walking in
I’d chalk it up to coincidence
Stopped in for just one beer
It’s quite a nice surprise to see you here
And accidentally on purpose
I drop a line like I didn’t rehearse it
A thousand time since you walked out
But ’til then, I’ll be

So I’m out on the town
Looking around
Playing it cool
On a stool just wetting my whistle
With my head on a swivel
Searching the crowd

Maybe I’m delusional
For holding out hope
That you’re out here looking beautiful
And feeling lonely
Out on the town

Yeah, out on the town
Playing it cool
On a stool just wetting my whistle
With my head on a swivel
Searching the crowd
With nothing to do, nothing but time
Just sitting here hoping I’d run into you
Out on the town
Just sitting here hoping I’d run into you
Out on the town